for my niggas who be actin fool Blackattack 'em, have they techniques on hold Shut 'em down at the end where there's pots of gold Let me dilly, dally,
that knock big niggas out Force MC's to write more when my pen is out Indian Gym's pedestal prince sit on thrones Crack bones hardly pay back loans Fuck
make better sense I control the stage since the golden age A whole part of the book, you a half a page Cut short like half of days, rip muthafuckas half my age
mad swift with darts Street brother, with knowledge of self at nineteen Same jam, master a hundred twenty degrees Been around for a minute, in a land of gold
re one hit away but he didn't know The Game was pitchin Balls faster than roger Clemens nigga you're too big for your bitches Two gold albums and I'll
projects yo I watched my uncle Greg put D's on his six-fo' I washed it on Monday so he bought me a gold chain Shopped crack and watched "Colors" and I
she couldn't sleep Daddy dearest, was bringin her grief between sheets Deep scars invaded her soul force and mind Six years of torture started at age nine At age
who birthed us Took care of us, on welfare, we gold now, belchin' from beers Smoke weed in the project stairs Half my peers, got hit with like, fifteen years And the age
Stardom, I'm The Golden Challenge (That Means We Takin Over This Shit) Can't Fuck Wit My Whole Crew Frontpage Stardom, I'm The Golden Challenge (That
damn.. [ VERSE 1 ] Just a kid, moms died when I was seven Pops died, eleven, what's up with heaven? It's hell when you're an orphan at a early age This
wack I give a fiend a Good Book, instead of the crack That's the gold mine, negativity can't hold mine The black bear's headed for the gold mine (look
my name, put your palms together Where did you learn the verse Get a burner first That make all concern disperse Flashback a few thousand days When you were coming of age
home is where the physco rage, spending long nights and cold days, inside a bible cage, is it the curse of a bible plague, welcome, to the cyber age,
Big Syke] Nigga You betta get cha money Fuck dat I'm tired of bein broke Daz Let's go get our chips [Daz] That nigga Daz on the street at a early age
.C.] I'ma take this opportunity to explain Why would a kid in '89 wanna sling cocaine Kilos of cracks in stacks, and spend 20s and 10s And at the age
We had been went our separate ways Shit, we been had a divorce In and out of court, betta yet Neva was married any how and engaged Pushed in the game at a young age
is like plastic But who would be the next egg took out the easter basket Is it you, me, or her or she or he? who would live to see the long age of 23